[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=6644ff]Jack Hawthorne[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1071511694637006920/1107753925676900392/20230515_153755_0000.png?width=1111&height=625[/img][hr][b][color=6644ff]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=6644ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Extra-planar Navigation
[b][color=6644ff]Spells:[/color][/b] Twilight Doorway
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If there was one thing that Jack had learned from all his travels, it was that nothing could last forever. Including the absence left behind by others. In a way, Jack felt better knowing he had the chance to settle something that plagued him since childhood. He stood up gently, and left the acorn to rest in the inner pocket of his coat. He raised his shadowy hand, and smoke began to trail from it. He looked at Ororo with a tired smile, a genuine one. [color=6644ff]”Farewell, my friend.”[/color]

And then, he walked away.

Jack slowly walked through the garden that Ororo has raised over a lifetime, taking it in knowing it may be the last time he saw it for an eternity. The peace gave him time to collect his thoughts while he prepared his door out. The concept of purposes in life always eluded Jack until now- Why did one need a purpose to simply exist? But now that reality as he knew it was threatened, he found himself longing to make things right on Stephen’s behalf. An orb of darkness appeared in his hand, and he tossed it out in front of himself. It began to take shape.

Jack stared into the demonic sky above Ororo’s garden. That was the world he was entering again. 

[color=6644ff]”You died here, didn’t you? You must’ve put up a fight against whatever force it was that could harm you,”[/color] He mused aloud, to no one in particular.

[color=6644ff]”I should have been a better friend to you. I’m sorry I could not have been there before you met your demise… You’ll have your successor. I will make sure of it.”[/color] Jack didn’t really think anyone was listening. No one could possibly hear him, certainly not a dead man…

Right?

The portal stretched out into its full shape, and Jack stepped through. On the other side, he was greeted by the infernal snell of Limbo’s air. That fiery wind that burned the lungs and left sand in the eye. Only, rather than reuniting with Annika and the others, he stumbled upon a woman wearing Stephen’s cloak… Just how badly did that man fuck up for there to be four of them? Wait- No, there was another one… And the room smelled like meat. And [i]calcium.[/i] That was a child he sawZ In the clutches of the Green Eyed One. And it appears to be a child. 

[i]No, no, no no no.[/i]

[color=6644ff]”Well, well, well. If it isn’t Limbo’s most forgettable demon. Still obsessed with this garish form of decoration, I see. Put that child down, and I will consider letting you walk away without draining you in the Great Abyss.”[/color] Jack locked his eyes on the Green Eyed One, making his presence [i]loudly[/i] well known. He despised creatures like this, and had a very special place in mind for where to banish this motherfucker.